Father’s day

My Father instilled the beauty in the morning by having a escort service ready for me at 6am, weekdays and weekends. The escort service consisted of two pianos, one richly played authoritatively by him and the novice that was me.

We would simultaneously play, usually to selected lessons that never involved the gorging of the subject but the sampling that required repeated tutelage. He was an expert teacher who guided children like me to a better place both artistically and emotionally. Art was very important growing up, and my Father instilled that love early and often.

Happy Father’s Day to the ones shaping the lives that dream every minute and execute every day.